"I know that some of you have done a lot in private in the past two days to express your dissatisfaction with me. Why is this happening? Everyone is actually very clear. Just like the four Cheng brothers said, I make a lot of money without doing anything, and you can't get anything from your hard work, and your heart is unbalanced.

Then I want to ask, on the first day you came, can you sell the things you made for a penny? ”

His voice suddenly became louder: "Cheng Si is right, some of you burn bricks and earn one or two hundred wen a day, but is the time you spend building a kiln considered money?" Does someone chopping wood for you count as money? Does buying you a tool count as money? The brothers of the salt field want to eat, does it count as money?

If you leak another piece of information, you may not believe it, the accounts of Yunxi Salt Farm were calculated to have made money last night, but they were still losing money the night before yesterday.

In this way, I gritted my teeth and paid wages and bonuses to the workers who burned bricks, although it was not much, but it was a little heart. Nothing else, I just want the hardest people to have spare money to buy some snacks for their wives and children and make new clothes!

You see that I have made a lot of money in the past two days, so I want to ask, have you ever seen me lose money? In the beginning, I threw a lot of money into it, and I had only one requirement for the cook: to have meat.

At that time, I could have cooked you the worst meals on the grounds that I didn't make money, and I believe that no one would question it, but I didn't. What the hell am I trying to do? Your gratitude? Wrong! I just want to be worthy of my conscience!

Without further ado, I will tell you clearly that from tomorrow onwards, you can choose to come or not, the old village chief will give me the salt well, and my promise is to let everyone have something to eat.

Now that you have learned to burn bricks, you must be able to make a living by not doing it, or being a master for others. Therefore, we do not owe each other.

Okay, that's a bit much, you all go home and think about it, I'm waiting for you here tomorrow now. You are here, we are still good brothers, if you don't come, we won't use it in the future. That's it, farewell! ”

After speaking, Qian Yu left without looking back, and what he had to say had been said. As for the outcome, that's none of his business.

******

Listening to Qian Yu's impassioned words, all kinds of feelings churned in He Sui's heart.

He burst into tears when he said today, and if he hadn't read the speech in advance, he would have been moved.

Now that he knows the truth of the matter, He Sui doesn't know whether to cry or laugh.

The laughing thing is that after he finished speaking, the villagers in the audience all clenched their fists, eager to hug Qian Yu Daen to death, and cried that all this was actually designed.

Hesui was in pain, she would rather not know this, and would rather be like the villagers, only moved by the phenomenon in front of her.

In this life, the most painful thing is to know the secret that no one else knows, and the most painful thing is to know the secret and not be able to tell it.

She is no stranger to this pain, because there is a bigger secret hidden in her heart.

Her father, like Qian Yu, was not an aboriginal who grew up drinking Yunxi water, but settled here halfway.

Her father is very erudite, more erudite than Qian Yu, and knows almost everything in the subset of scripture and history.

But Qian Yu is different, her father never shows his talent outside, and strictly asks her to keep it secret, she guesses that her father is likely to offend someone, so he has no choice but to take her to the end of the world.

Later, her father died of illness, and before he died, he told her to raise her younger brother, marry a wife and have children, and instructed her not to leave Yunxi.

Hesui has always done this, and she sacrificed a lot of things for it. It wasn't that she didn't want to leave with her brother, but when she thought of her father's last wish, she hesitated.

It's just because my father said that Xiao Hegu has a big secret. Once discovered, it will be a catastrophe, and it will even be connected to the nine clans.

She has been living tremblingly, how many times she has been haunted by dreams, she hopes that someone will help her carry this burden, she is too tired......

Looking at Qian Yu's witty and cunning appearance, do you want to tell him this secret? He is his future husband.

As soon as she made up her mind, she hesitated again, because her father had said that the fewer people who knew this secret, the better, even the closest people could not tell it!

Once I say it, will it affect him? With endless entanglements, Hesui is in a dilemma.

The familiar scenery interrupted her chaotic thoughts, and it turned out that unconsciously, she had walked to the door of the house, and Qian Yu and Da Xiong were measuring something on the wasteland not far away with a wooden ruler.

"Okay, it's that big, I'm going to build five bedrooms, the kind with two floors. This is the kitchen, this is the living room, this is the toilet, and there is a thirty-zhang yard, haha...... I've never lived in such a big house! ”

What He Sui didn't expect was that Qian Yu, who was full of impassioned and dedicated to the people just now, planned a house with Daxiong in a blink of an eye. This is Qian Yu's long-cherished wish, he has always wanted to tear down Hesui's original thatched house and rebuild it, but as soon as he returned to Yunxi, he was riddled with miscellaneous things, so the house building plan has been on hold.

In addition to a lot of things, the most important thing is that he is waiting for cement. Qian Yu has just been to the cement kiln to see, the second batch has almost been baked, and the quality has reached the standard of building houses, with this thing, he can build a small building similar to the style of later generations.

The neat walls, the extraordinary pattern, and then whitened with lime, carefully repaired, people live in it, and the taste is not changed to a fairy. And calculating the construction period, it can be done in one month, plus drying and decoration, just in time to marry Hesui.

Seeing Hesui coming, Qian Yu asked strangely, "Aren't you staying in Yanjing to communicate with them?" ”

After what has just happened, these villagers are faced with a choice that will change their lives.

Qian Yu deliberately concealed the plan and didn't say anything, just to leave room for He Sui to inquire, compared to himself, He Sui and their relationship is more intimate, and some things are best for He Sui to come forward.

Hesui shook his head: "No." Whether it is a salt well or a cement kiln, what we need is the most reliable person. If I make it clear, although I can keep more people, if I wait for a while, the loss will only be greater. In particular, the secret recipe for cement firing may be incalculable if it is leaked. ”

Qian Yu smiled, people really can't be exempt from vulgarity.

In the past, in order for the villagers of Yunxi to eat, Hesui did not hesitate to run 30 kilometers to chop wood, and also turned a blind eye to let them learn how to burn red bricks.

But when she saw the betrayal of the villagers, her mentality also changed. The relationship between people is like this, if you respect me a foot, I will give you a fight, if you smash my job, I will not be able to put you on the offering table.

In fact, Qian Yu doesn't care about the cement formula, with his years of teaching habits, if others ask, he will definitely say it, maybe he will repeatedly emphasize the important and difficult points, and he will not be punished for standing for an hour or something.